At 6:30 in the morning, Lin Yuan sleepily stood in front of the mirror and brushed his teeth. 521 didn't know how to break it to him and said tentatively: "Senior..."
Lin Yuan's voice was muffled: "En?"
521 wanted to say, Senior, the mission target secretly kissed you, he's greedy for your body.
But thinking about it, since the Senior didn't know anything, he and the mission target would continue to have a pure classmate-classmate relationship. If Senior knew, then maybe their relationship would develop in the same way as the last world… no way!
It wanted to be number one!!
521 rubbed against Lin Yuan and felt a little guilty: "...Nothing ah, 521 just wanted to call you."
Lin Yuan naturally never suspected that 521 would hide something this important from him.
It was November now, and Ning City's weather was chilly in late autumn. 521 was fluffy and soft, so Lin Yuan rubbed it back a couple times before Fu Cheng called him to go to school.
When they arrived at class, there were still five minutes before the start of the morning self-study session. Fu Cheng placed the breakfast container between them and he took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and fed Lin Yuan a fried dumpling.
Then Fu Cheng picked up a fried dumpling with the same pair of chopsticks and put it in his own mouth. His tongue discretely swept across the place where it had touched Lin Yuan's lips.
Lin Yuan didn't notice Fu Cheng's actions at all.
Before, 521 wouldn't have noticed either, but after seeing Fu Cheng kiss Lin Yuan last night, he finally realized the situation.
"Senior…" 521 wanted to say something, but hesitated.
Lin Yuan happily chewed the fried dumpling: "What's wrong?"
521 really wanted to shout, This human being acted as your sworn brother on the surface, but coveted you behind your back. Hurry up and stop playing with him.
But 521 didn't dare. Fu Cheng was the mission target and its performance evaluation depended on him. It could only pretend to be blind.
"...Nothing's wrong. 521 just wanted to say, Senior, you can do it, you can definitely become the second highest scorer in the class."
521 said this with great sadness in its nonexistent heart.
Its Senior treated the mission target as a close brother, but the mission target regarded Senior as his wife. This is probably what humans called a big misunderstanding. Its heart was suffocated.
Lin Yuan thought that 521 might be experiencing a system error or something. Except for Fu Cheng and him, no one else in Class 3 ever looked at textbooks. If he couldn't even get second place, then there was no point in him learning anymore.
Fu Cheng had also bought soy milk for breakfast. When Lin Yuan finished drinking, he once again started his green tea act: "Lin Yuan, my straw broke. Can I borrow your straw, please? But...if you're disgusted with me, then nevermind, I won't use it."
Lin Yuan thought it was no problem: "Sure, you can use it."
521 heh-heh-ed: What a scheming villain.
It clearly saw the villain throw away the straw! It was right at his feet!!
The day before the midterm exam, the students of Class 3 joked around them.
"Brother Fu, Brother Lin, the glory of our Class 3 depends on you two bosses."
"Of course, our Brother Fu must abuse the number one in Class 1 and teach him how to be a person."
"Brother Fu will always be Brother Fu, and his little brothers will always be his little brothers!"
"You can do it, Brother Lin, get another scholarship this time. Our whole class is waiting to eat and drink."
For the midterm exam, the seats were arranged according to the results of the last exam. Since Fu Cheng was first, he sat in the first seat. Lin Yuan had improved by over 100 places, and this time he sat in the middle of the hall.
Fu Cheng answered the questions quickly. After a brief check, he turned in the test paper and waited outside for Lin Yuan to finish.
He really liked to see how Lin Yuan walked over to his side, step by step.
The results came out and Fu Cheng was still first in the grade, overwhelmingly first. Lin Yuan also did pretty well, he entered the top 500 of the grade.
After the midterm exam, the head teacher of Class 1 overheard that Fu Cheng had changed. He no longer skipped class or fought others. The head teacher wanted Fu Cheng to transfer back to Class 1.
Fu Cheng was a prospective candidate for the top student of the city for the college exam, and even had the potential to be the provincial champion. As the top high school in the city, every year there were around twenty to thirty students who got into one of the top 2 universities, but for many years they hadn't produced a provincial champion.
If someone from his class became the provincial champion, then his work rating would be greatly boosted.
All of the school's leaders had a similar idea. They asked the head teacher of Class 3 to call Fu Cheng into the office, and then they bombarded him with flattery and persuasion.
Fu Cheng didn't have the patience to listen to these adults and smiled coldly. He looked at his former head teacher with dark eyes: "Teacher Zhou, you heard wrong, I didn't get back on the right track. I don't fight now because I have someone who cares about me. Have you ever cared about me?"
Class 1's head teacher: "Fu Cheng, what are you talking about, how did the teacher not care about you? Teacher always paid attention to you. Even when you transferred to Class 3, Teacher still paid attention."
"Paid attention to what? If I scored first in the exam?" The corners of Fu Cheng's mouth curved but his eyes were not smiling: "Teacher, if you really cared about me, when I was stabbed by someone outside and almost died, why didn't I see you?"
The faces of the adults around Fu Cheng changed.
Class 1's head teacher was about to refute when the beautiful and pale teenager looked towards Class 3's head teacher and asked quietly: "Teacher, when I didn't come to class for ten days, did Teacher Zhou ask about me?"
Class 3's head teacher nodded.
The teenager showed an expression of doubt: "So Teacher Zhou's care just means making sure that I'm not dead, and he didn't even bother to visit me. I don't think I'm worthy of Teacher Zhou's care."
Oh my, even the second generation ancestors of Class 3 wouldn't dare talk to a teacher like this.
Class 1's head teacher had never been so insulted by a student, and he couldn't hold his temper and shouted harshly: "Fu Cheng, you're hopeless. There are so many students in No.1 High school, which one of them talks to the teacher like you?"
Fu Cheng sneered and didn't say anything.
Indeed, he was hopeless. He hadn't had hope for a long time.
When he got back to class, Fu Cheng saw Lin Yuan, who was carefully solving a test paper, and his dark and cold eyes instantly melted into a warm color.
Fu Cheng was used to pretending to be pitiful and weak in front of Lin Yuan, and this time was no exception. He approached the other and put his forehead against the other's shoulder and lowered his voice: "Lin Yuan, just now in the office, my former head teacher said I was hopeless."
As soon as Fu Cheng had leaned over, Lin Yuan stopped writing. Hearing the teenager's low and sad voice, he instantly got angry and patted him on the back in comfort. He said seriously: "Nonsense! Don't listen to him, how are you hopeless?"
He was here to save Fu Cheng!
As a teacher, how could one say that?
Annoying! Really annoying!!
That night, when Fu Cheng kissed Lin Yuan, he finally understood clearly. He liked Lin Yuan. It wasn't that if any person saved him, he would like them, but because the one who saved him was Lin Yuan that he liked him.
In fact, Fu Cheng didn't completely understand how deep his feelings were for Lin Yuan. He had an indescribable thirst towards the other, but it was different from plain desire. Sometimes, his thirst would be relieved with just a smile from Lin Yuan.
With Lin Yuan's presence, the malice and violence in Fu Cheng's heart gradually eased.
[Di! Congrats host, the villain's blackening value has decreased to 70%.]
[Di! Congrats host, the villain's blackening value has decreased to 68%.]
[Di! Congrats host, the villain's blackening value has decreased to 65%.]
Ever since the start of school, the lowering of the blackening value had slowed down. Seeing it suddenly drop three times, Lin Yuan was surprised but moreso happy. He was happy that the blackening value decreased, and happy that Fu Cheng was being saved.
The teenager that he knew could maybe live past 18, past 19, live until… 90 years old.
The matter of transferring classes was a small episode, and everything remained the same as ever. After the final exam, Lin Yuan managed to enter the top 400 of the grade. While the top 400 of No.1 High school wasn't particularly excellent, it was still not easy to score that high.
Fu Cheng was still the first in the city, and almost scored full marks in all of the subjects.
No.1 High School was very strict, and they were only given 12 days of winter vacation.
The Lin family had always been lively during the Spring Festival, and the villa was full of people. Lin Yuan, who suddenly became a good student, got a lot of red packets, which added up to a sum that was enough to buy the apartment he lived in.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, Lin Yuan listened to the noisy chatter of the children and thought about Fu Cheng. Thinking of how Fu Cheng was alone during the New Years, he secretly asked Lin Yue: "Brother, can I go out for a bit? Fu Cheng is by himself, and I want to see him."
Lin Yue was speechless and rolled his eyes. He rubbed Lin Yuan's nice hairstyle into a mess: "Lin Yuan, in the future, your nickname will not be Ah Yuan, instead, it'll be Cabbage. I've never seen a white cabbage like you. You have to be back by 10 o'clock."
Lin Yuan quickly nodded and agreed.
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In order to take photos of his New Year's Eve dinner to show to Lin Yuan, Fu Cheng made four dishes and one soup. But after he took the photo, he sat at the table and felt that he was really fake.
He only knew how to live like this, wearing a hypocritical mask.
Fu Cheng picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. The food was greasy and already a little cold. He swallowed slowly and thought to himself that it was troublesome to live. He needed to eat and sleep. It was more convenient to die.
After dinner, Fu Cheng cleaned up the kitchen and lay on the sofa. He looked at the ceiling above him and pondered.
So far, there was no mistake with his plane. Even though Lin Yuan appeared, his appearance would make the final outcome better.
But it was the first time he liked someone, and there were only a few months left. Fu Cheng felt a bit of pity.
He really wanted to pull Lin Yuan with him to die together. He wanted to, but Lin Yuan wasn't suitable to follow his script. It would disrupt everything, so he stopped thinking about it.
Fu Cheng had already thought it out. Lin Yuan was so warm and clean, he only had to use a couple of methods to pamper and please the other.
He'll leave a lot of memories for Lin Yuan, so Lin Yuan will always remember him. Even if Lin Yuan had someone else in the future, he would remember the name Fu Cheng for the rest of his life.